The year he left Chang'an, Song Yu was only three years old. In the winter of the fifth year of Qinghe, the land of Yongliang was freezing cold, so she paid off the Song family's debt of gratitude with her blood. After passing through the sea of blood on the Daoshan Mountain, and lying under the osmanthus tree with a thin quilt, she knew that after Yongliang, there would be no more Song Yu in the world. When we first met, she was a well-known dandy in Yangzhou City, who spent a lot of money on beauties. When we met again, it was in the intricacies of Yuhang, and I heard that she said that all she wanted in this life was a family. Later, in Luoyang, Yongliang, and Dali, he finally protected the peace and tranquility of the people she wanted, and also gave her a home.
(Reminder: There are not many emotional scenes, so if you want to see sweet emotional scenes, you can take a detour)
Intention: Growth is everyone's own choice.